The way she walked into the room and laughed her wicked laugh…
I knew almost at once that girl was witchcraft.
The air was full of magic like some ancient melody,
And that girl was quick to cast her spell on me.
She batted her eyes, bit her lips, bent her head to the side,
And I knew that she would take me on a wild, wild ride.
There was no way to escape as she backed me against the wall,
And with one taste of her lips, she made me fall.
Oh the games of cat and mouse that girl and I would play;
Until without a warning she said, “Adieu,” and walked away.
And somehow after all these years and all our time apart…
That crazy girl still beats inside my heart.
From that spell she cast, I’m sure I can never recover.
So heed caution, my friends, every time…that you take a witchy lover.
LJB
